Mirrors


“Compassion alone stands apart from the continuous traffic between good and evil proceeding within us.” -Eric Hoffer

Lately I have been learning a lot of lessons in matters of the heart. When I say heart, I mean in using it, not in a romanticized sense. The hardest part of love is loving. The hardest part of loving is learning. The hardest part of learning is listening. Finally, the hardest part of listening is silence.

I realized that in its own weird way, love is many things, but in it’s most genuine state, it is peace. Like I mentioned before, love is all about demonstration, willingness, and stillness of ego. The love of God is the only example of what real love looks like, but our job here in this life is to love Him back. In doing so we become a reflection of how we are to love each other and how to be loved.

When you see someone, you see what your mind sees and the majority of us see incorrectly. The key to love is allowing your heart to lead instead of your mind or your eyes. To know God is to know loving Him blindly. We cannot see Him with our eyes and our minds cannot fathom His greatness, yet we know He is worthy to be praised and feel His love in our lives daily. That love He pours out is the love we should in turn, pour out on others.

When you’re kind to others, you help yourself;
when you’re cruel to others, you hurt yourself. (Proverbs 11:17 MSG)

It is so important to know that regardless of hardships in love and life, love is what mends the broken spirit and heals the broken heart. It is easy to break others down when you are on the floor, but it is quite another to love regardless of your stance in the world.

“Christian soldiers armed with virtue- hearts afire with blind obsession, cannot see the difference ‘twixt compassion and oppression.” -Unknown

Whether you have been hurt, hated, homeless, hopeless, or are simply happy, love is what takes you through it all. If we reflect the love God has for us on everyone we come into contact with, one way or another all that is lost is restored. We are made to be in His image. The imitation of love in its purest form. Do not judge others for their reflections. Instead, know that if it is not God you see in them, perhaps they need to see Him through you.

We are all but mirrors. Unity is the irrefutable reflection of love. Be to others what you see in you. The love of the creator of the universe and all those in it.

Don’t pick on people, jump on their failures, criticize their faults – unless, of course, you want the same treatment. Don’t condemn those who are down; that hardness can boomerang. Be easy on people; you’ll find life a lot easier. Give away your life; you’ll find life given back, but not merely given back – given back with bonus and blessing. Giving, not getting, is the way. Generosity begets generosity (Luke 6:37 MSG)

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Relapse: The Familiar Fall


A man should never put on his best trousers when he goes out to battle for freedom and truth. – Henrik Ibsen

A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox’s or bear’s, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.” -Meister Eckhart

Faces covered in mud, knees scraped and covered in blood.
Minds spinning like a DJ, while our focus fades away.
The way we are left when we run before we should,
The way we refuse to listen even though we could.
Groove slam work it back, one slip up and our world’s off track.
Where was our reverence when the hunger returned?
Why did we choose to repeat the lessons already learned?
Oh that’s right, we are but fools,
Dangle disaster in front of us and our mouths drool.
So much grace God, so much time,
Yet here we go playing ourselves one more time.
Help us to stop this track on repeat,
The melody of our old selves and our defeat.
With eyes full of tears, our ears are closed,
To your wisdom and to you telling us how not to end up below.
Tricky is the trap and we waltz right in,
Only to have You come and untangle us once again.
Help us to fall, but into Your peace,
To free us from the enemy’s grip only You can release.
Groove slam work it back, seek You first so we don’t relapse.
-Erica D

But You, Oh Lord, are a shield for me, My Glory and the One who lifts up my head. I cried to the Lord with my voice, and He heard me from His holy hill.

Psalm 3:3-4

I will both lie down in peace, and sleep; For You alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.

Psalm 4:8

Song Lyrics to the featured video of Freedom by Josh Garrels

Professional or beginner doesn’t matter
Every sinner is a prisoner in a body that is subject to time
Now my entwined mind tries to form a straight line
Not like twisted scoliosis of the spinal chord

Construct
Cross eyed carpenters are cuttin’ crooked lines
Can’t construct
Man-made shrines when the winds and the water move sands of time

Many minds on a deadline yet live life like a live wire
I’m not tired!
Of blood and fire
Spirit’s moving higher than the green grass ever lifted me

Spirit’s moving higher…
Than anything else ever lifted you
Mm see

We got spirituality
It’s living in us like one in three
Injustice is concerning me
In the non-linear eternity
I’m speaking paradoxically
But you can nod your head now when you understand me-e-e-ee…

This is for my free men
Whose backs wont bend in the lions den
Now with their eyes on the ending

This is for my free women!
They fight with their love
The bearers of our children

Free men whose backs wont bend in the lions den
Now with their eyes on the ending

This is for my free women
They fight with their love
The bearers of our children

We shine like lights exposing
What lies underneath decomposing
Unearth those chains that are rusted
My sweet Lord is that what I trusted in?
That sin? that tomfoolery? ugh!
What it is, is mental jewelry that I adorned myself with

The enemy’s gifts the man-made myths the ignorant bliss
Of marijuana spliffs and alcoholic fifths
I got so sick and tired of it

Delivered and redeemed
By Christ I mean
It’s time to start livin’
And get a reason for the rhyme

I don’t wanna be dead-wrong on the deadline
Standing on the dark side and all out of time…
Like a blind pantomime’s fantasize
Climb up his own ladder to the sunshine

Nothin’s mine
That hasn’t been given
No ones alive here
That hasn’t been risen
For 19 years i was trapped in a prison

Feeding my escape by means of derision
But every man-made attempt just failed
When trapped in a jail
Of my own guilt shame and iniquity

I was looking for freedom
How’d I find freedom?

Oh! oh freedom…
From all of this

He said believe
He said believe

Who are you telling me to belei-e-eve… yea
‘said I’m the Christ

Oh!
…He said I’m the Christ

So i believed.

Freedom!

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How To Have An Epiphany


You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;

You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness, To the end that my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.

O LORD my God, I will give thanks to You forever (Psalm 30:11 – 30:12 NKJV)

How To Have An EPIPHANY- Wikipedia

  • Take A Deep Breath
  • Look Up At The Sky
  • Listen To This Song

But you, go your way till the end; for you shall rest, and will arise to your inheritance at the end of the days (Daniel 12:13 NKJV)

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